Cook and Rose

Lyrics

Bone Dry
by Christopher Cook

Don’t poke the embers
And send those sparks to flight
Pull some stones around the fire
On the picket line tonight

Bone dry – bone dry
You can hear the branches snap
As you walk by

I used to swim in a creek
Throw a bucket down a well
Now all I have is a small canteen
For this trip through hell

Bone dry – bone dry
Your tongue is stuck to the roof of your mouth
There’s no tear for your eye
Bone dry

I thought one day I’d save you
Ridin’ up on a big white steed
But there you were holding out a cup
In my hour of need

Bone dry – bone dry
You can hear the branches snap
When you walk by
Bone dry – bone dry